Circles (feat. Q-Tip, Eric Bellinger & Sha Sha) (Explicit) - The Game/Q-Tip/Eric Bellinger

I just want you to come home

No matter if it's late at night

I hear you talking

I know you saying you working

But baby boy this feeling ain't right

I'm out tryna get my money you know that

F**k that we got enough houses enough cars

You done bought me enough jewelry

Tired of your sh*t my ni**a you hitting

You know I be at the studio and sh*t

Ni**a you lying who you trying to game on

Who you think I am I'm not one of these thots you met at playhouse

I just rode by ni**a you wasn't at dre house

Parked my sh*t at ye house and hopped in the uber

Jayceon stop lying you f**king think I'm stupid

Nah look ain't nobody say that

You ain't complain when I bought that maybach

Put you in chanel your friend chanelle can't even say that

You wanted to see rihanna I put you and your friends at the concert

Closet full of giuseppes you came a long way from converse

Took you out that hon- cord put you in that tom ford

All this arguing I ain't got no time for it

You call my phone like fifty times

Don't do no sh*t like that

I was just f**king them girls

I was gon' get right back

Spinning around spinning around

Spinning around spinning around

It's the same old we be going through the same old

Spinning around spinning around

Pulling them down taking them down

It's the same old niggas get tired of the same old

Yeah I'm strapping up sh*t you acting up

Yeah I'm acting up ni**a

You not gon' keep on playing me

You not gon' keep on playing me

Is it gon' be this b**ch or your family

I'll kill that b**ch whole family I f**king hate you

What your crazy a** shooting in the house for

What yo dumbass screwing the house for

And what time you get home anyway

Sh*t about four

And that's what the f**k you sleeping on the couch for

I don't give a f**k thug life I'm an outlaw

And the next b**ch ain't nothing but a house call

Scrolling through my iphone looking for my sidechick

This b**ch always flipping pushing buttons like a sidekick

That's when I hop in my jeep and pull it out the toxic

And while you gone guess what

I'll be bouncing on that sidedick ni**a

I guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you

I guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you

I guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you

Sh*t they stop making them they stop making them

Guess she thought they stopped making real b**ches when they made you

Sh*t there's a few in the room and a couple in the wraith too

Now she's explaining to you

That she's the baddest b**ch to ever grace to pair of shoes

And if you are unable to find better you lose

And all this loud chirping that you consider rude

But when food is on the table

We may be arguing like the cain and we abel

Then we have some makeup love and we get back stable

Have a little girl I cut the cord from her navel

I guess it's just the way it goes down

Love is like a merry go round

I guess it's just the way it goes down

Love is like a merry go round

And on goes the game